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 Jan 2018 Sum It
Smriti Ranabhat
Her life is pen
It proceeds swiftly without pause option
once marked , ever permanent
No one can erase

Time flirted , she is no more ordinary  girl
Now she dreams poetry in colour
Grasps world in the words
Secrets maunder in heart
Inky thoughts void through fingers
She picked up heart , throw in the sheet
Everything whisper ****** darkness
She fetched happiness in loneliness
Cause she met death before

Gardening a grave with passion
Her search rattles like a pill in bottle
Her wrist drowns in blood of killed poems
Her heart beats just for her darkest desire
A name - " A dead poet "
Her heart just beats for her darkest desire
 Jan 2018 Sum It
Smriti Ranabhat
We are matched so perfectly
Two minds but a single thought
Our chemistry is stronger than dipole forces
Simply looks like a love of gravity is brought

Like the blood in the veins and arteries
An eruption of emotions rapidly flows
I have covalent bond with you
When I see you , every time a hurricane blows

Our hearts are so crazy like electron
Close enough as nucleons are held tight
Our relation is too positive as proton
Even the feelings travel faster than light

You are my adenine and I'm your thymine
We are so nicely and perfectly paired
Like the sharing of genes in cell division
Every ups and downs are mutually shared

When you try to create any triple bond
I will make the rain of bomb so fast
Remember that if a wrong electrical charge enters
It can lead the whole circuit to be blast
 Jan 2018 Sum It
Smriti Ranabhat
Momma!
I am your poem.

From that mountain hole
Too many pains left
And from the island of the vexation
A little pleasure on the journey twinkle They made  a missiles
I was fabricated just below your heart
And I am the part of it

Just by planting a tree farm
Trouble dirts your hands
I was penned from composition of roughness
And I am the stanzza of it

Thunder thrown out of your eyes
They are more expensive than pearls
Drinking  nano water
I was  masterminded
And I am the Masterpiece of it

The debt too scared by itself
Searching for fertilizer tissue
Selling the blood of your own
I was painted from the words of penalty
And I am the same book of it

Momma ! I'm not a poetess
I am your poetry ....
I am the product of plenty of sufferings ,and vexation that momma suffers
I am her words falling and rolling in the real life   ,pattern of her language
And I am her whole book
To the poet
Who writes for her -
Your words deceive me
Then destroy me with an endless longing.
I wish I was her,
For she inspires you
The way I only wish I could.
You write to love her
I write because I'm selfish.
Because it's the only way for my self-preservation,
Because if I don't hold a pen
I would hold a blade.
You write to impress her
I write to express my helplessness.
Your poems liberate you,
Mine suffocate me even more-
Pushing me deeper into the longing...
Forcing me to question -
How the heck have I been enduring
All this within me, without you?
I am not somebody
You can take for granted.
You must have mistaken me
For someone else.
'Cause I am not the kind
You brag of how much you made a difference
Coming into my life.
Baby, my life ain't something with you,
And my life is no different with you.
I don't need you to define me.
I am the King of my own world.
You ain't the light at the end of the tunnel.
You ain't Jesus.
So, stop playing God.
And stop acting like how important you are to me in front of my sister,
Stop acting like you care in front of your friends.
You ain't that special.
I've lived my life without you,
Just like I can still live my life without you.
You ain't no ruby, you ain't no diamond.
Stop pretending like you care.
I told you that I Love You,
But, it just ain't fair
That you take my love for granted.
I can leave this drama any time I want,
You must have mistaken me for somebody else,
Well, I ain't that easy.
I'm crying inside,
Are tears meant to be this salty,
That you float so easily on it?
As if it's common
Not to sink in ocean.
And I am scared of sharks.
If God exists, please God, save me-
From the unknown that I am falling into,
The unknown black hole, that has ****** in
All my happiness
All my hope..
To the point of no return,
My love must be an owl,
Hooting hopelessly, in this dark
Wishing, lost in what ifs and buts
I wish the elephant in the room
Wasn't so invisible.
I wish I could let go
Of pain, and suffering..
But words are all I have that bleed,
No tears can console as much as poetry,
So I write endlessly,
Hoping someday, I would heal.
Someday, I might just feel fine.
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